Moonlight guides back the Summits Wind..(open)

Moonlight padded into the TC camp dragging his soaking uncle. The young toms ears were cast down. "Cloverpool, Sunpelt, Minnowpaw, Goldenpaw, Fawnwillow!! Come here please it's urgent!!!" He called to his uncles family. He crouched and let his uncle gently slide off his back. He sat down near his body and bowed his head in a short vigil until paws steps came towards him looking up he saw two she cats one heavily pregnant.

Cloverpool heard the calls and came as fast as a pregnant cat could go but seeing her nephew lying there on the ground she let out a mournful wail and basically ran over. "Summitwind no!!!" She cried and tried to crouch near his body but ended up just laying on her paws.

Minnowpaw ran after her mother gasping in shock at her cousins dripping wet body and the body of the young tom who looked like warrior age. "Why Starclan why!!" She yowled. Her pain and misery was loud and clear enough.

The golden tabby pelted from his den, gasping loudly - almost obnoxiously - at the carcass of his uncle/cousin thing. He cradled the body, tears dancing from his eyes.

Fawnwillow followed Cloverpool and wailed seeing her mate lying there dead. Rushing forward and burying her muzzle into his soaking fur she sat their dazed by grief. Oh Summitwind, I wanted us to have more kits and live long lives together. Looking up at the evening sky she searched for the brightest star. Also keeping an eye out for her and Summitwind's kits.